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anonymous soul

Abstract Classics Children

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anonymous soul

Abstract Classics Children

Little Girl

Little Girl

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This is my story of love. Its basis is from my childhood. It's said we are shaped in our childhood. My idea of love was shaped in my childhood.  

I was a fun-loving and outgoing kid who would love to play and spend time with friends. Maybe I was 10 -11 yrs then. I was unaware of the harsh world outside. My word was limited to my family and to the kids in the neighbourhood. I was unaware of the boy and the girl thing. That is a girl and boy are together and how they are looked upon by the society.


It was my elder cousin's wedding. It was a 1 hr distance from my home. We went by vehicle. One boy's relative was there maybe he was 16 -18 yrs old. He was very nice to me. I liked his company. But he was just like another friend for me to talk to and have a good time together. The marriage was fun. On returning back I just slept off on his lap in the vehicle. My parents were too in the vehicle. They awaken me and made me sleep in another place. I couldn't understand why they did so. That evening one function was there in the neighbourhood. I went without the permission of my parents. I got slightly late. 

    

On returning home my father was angry with me. He said why you didn't tell and go? He just slapped me on my face. That one slap shook my inner core. I couldn't understand what I had done wrong to receive that slap. There were relatives at home. I later asked my mother why her father is so angry. She told me he doesn't like you talking to the boys. He worries for you. Maybe you talked too much with that relative guy so he got angry. That was the first instance I was made to feel my boundary that I was a girl and what I am not supposed to do.


That day I swore to myself. I would never make my father angry. I would be an ideal daughter to him. I got mature in that one instance. I stopped talking to the boy's friends much. I limited myself to my home and studies. I just had a few female friends. I got so immersed in my studies. That my father would be so proud of me. I don't know if he was right or wrong. But the idea behind it was to protect his little baby girl. That was a turning point in my life. I still remember everything so vividly. That's how a little girl was transformed into an obedient and ideal daughter that never let him down.  


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